Tekst piosenki
[Intro: Kiddo Fisto]
This masterful
Masterpiece is for the assholes
Who only rap about stacks and gold
So often that it’s becoming casual
Thinking they magical and radical
But the tragical actual fact of the matter
It’s getting whack and old
So I pop you motherfuckers like whack a mole
[Verse 1: Kiddo Fisto]
I got the musical touch of a Oompa Loompa
I’m Puma your Pumba
You think you pooper scoopers got game
Heard a rumor you tumors drop Wayne
Your shit’s a disgrace
Get a brick to your face
Like you was hollering hoopla
Y’all stupid
Clueless
3 Stooges
Better clue up
This dubious
Doofus
Is born in Cluj (uh)
Flew tah
Kansas City Missou-rah
Were I grew up
Youth tah
Teens
Where I spew meanly lean-ly cleanly
In this booth
Talk shit I will insult you
In fact I may just grab hold of you
Choke your throat too
Knock out your whole tooth
Have you looking like V Nasty
And her whack ass whole crew
I told you
It’s the Midwest
Bitches
Where snitches get stitches
And if they piss in your business
Get a whipping like it ain’t no ones business
(It’s KC)
You diss this shit we pop ’em
Batman and Robin sobbing
Because they chose Gotham over the jaw dropping
Place yo
And aye yo
We at the Paseo
Brookside to Troost
Get booze and zapped at Zaps
In fact
When was the last cracked bottle we gobbled
Full throttle then Full Throttle
To sober up before I throw up
Oh fuck
Murder these radio songs
Like O-dog
Throws up
Gang signs
At the same time
Still watching Spongebob in the daytime
With a cold soda
And everybody asking me when the fuck will I go grow up
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